Ye Jia's car was already out of sight. [26nbsp;] In the early morning of winter, the cold wind thrust the face. Feng Feng stood there and stayed for a while. When he walked home, he felt his feet were numb, but he realized that he was vaguely
, He and Ye Jia may never meet again.
She stopped at the door of her house and took out the key to open the door.
The door opened, and she stopped a small step, and for a moment, she didn't dare to take a few more steps.
Because, she saw Li Huan sitting on the sofa in the living room. Li Huan only showed her face at Fanny's birthday party last night and hurried home. He had been sitting here, almost never moving, he was waiting
, Wait for when will this woman come home?
Li Huan lit a cigarette. The morning light was not very bright, and his face was unfathomable under the smoke. Feng Feng saw him smoking for the first time. Maybe he learned it on the crew recently?
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the atmosphere was as quiet as if they were dying.
Li Huan's eyes were no longer that kind of resentment, massacre and blood. However, for some reason, Feng Feng no longer dared to look at him for a long time. Feng Feng looked away first, not daring to look at that bone-broken contempt, disappointment
, indifference and resentment. No matter how strong a woman is, she is no longer justified and at a loss under such a gaze. She is obviously not guilty of herself, but she has become a complete bad guy and a water-like poplar
, a vixen who pedaled on two ships.
If Li Huan neglected, beat, and insulted him like in the palace, then he could face him, fight back, and defend himself with confidence. However, I don’t know why Li Huan has completely changed. Perhaps it was the life of modern people in the past six months.
The influence of this? Maybe it was the long-lasting day and night together? Maybe he was already dizzy?
Li Huan became a Tai Chi master at some point, and all his defenses were invisible. Feng Feng actually felt guilty and short of breath.
Feng Feng lowered his head and never raised it. She always couldn't learn how to speak for herself in such a scene.
Li Huan put out the cigarette butts, stood up, and walked to Feng Feng. Today was a rare sunny day. The rising sun shone in from the window. With the slight cold wind, he could even see the fluffy hair on her face. It was so thin and faint.
The fluff is something he has come to modern times, and there are few people who can see from adult women. At least, there is no one else in the women he has come into contact with.